Gawain didn't go fast this way.

Although Rebecca was a little anxious along the way, Gawain arranged the trip at his own pace, and he had the party stop in every town it passed, after which he would arrange for the soldiers to disguise themselves as travelers or mercenaries to blend in with the crowd to spread the word "Founding Grand Duke Gawain Cecil" and "Grand Duke Gawain will be arriving in St. Sunil in the near future", as well as bribing local minstrands and gangsters to spread similar, but more bizarre, versions - The grant he received from Viscount Andrew was enough for him to accomplish these things.

Originally, Gawain was still worried that neither he nor Rebecca had any experience in dealing with similar head snakes, and whether they would encounter difficulties when doing these things, but he didn't expect that the Byron knight who was traveling with him showed extraordinary ability, this middle-aged knight's strength may not be high among his colleagues, but his ability to deal with those idle people in society is impressive, and it won't take long for him to get on the line with those "rats" after he basically arrives in a city, and then before the soldiers spread the news, All kinds of gossip about the southern border began to spread at the bottom of society......

Gawain thought of the origin of this Byron knight - according to Rebecca, Byron was not a serious nobleman, but a mercenary who had traveled far and wide, and he had only been taken in by the previous Viscount Cecil after an incident and had been able to join the knightly class, and now it seemed that the experience of the former mercenary had not been wasted.

And the other person who helped a lot didn't surprise Gawain, Amber was really good at dealing with those ruffians, and should he say that he was professionally qualified or professional...... Gawain gave the half-elf lady a little money to buy the thugs, and she came back with more money when she was done......

Of course, this behavior was strongly condemned by Rebecca, who had a good parent, and in order to maintain his lofty image in front of future generations, Gawain had no choice but to press Amber's head to make her promise to return all the stolen money, and promised never to do it again in the future.

This hurts Amber very much, as if the value of life has been denied - Gawain feels that it is probably impossible to establish a normal three views of this elf's shame.

And in addition to stopping and stopping along the way to let the rumors ferment, Gawain's other purpose is not so easy to say: he needs to understand the world better.

Not because there is a 700-year generation gap between the memory in his mind and the current era, but because he himself is not a person from this world at all. After all, the images seen in the sky can only be used as maps, and the inherited memories lack sufficient sense of substitution and flexibility - this is something he realized after several attempts to search for memories but in vain because he didn't understand the corresponding "keywords", so for Gawain now, the most urgent need is to understand the world.

The process went pretty smoothly.

He has seen the poor and backward southern countryside of the Ansu Kingdom, the bustling and lively central cities, the mountains and jungles, and the fortresses and fortresses built by humans, all of which are gradually merging with the top-down maps in his mind.

Judging by a few details, he confirmed that the "newest" top-down map in his mind was probably not too old, it was probably a record left about ten years ago - it was the last time he looked at it when it hung in the sky.

For this slow-paced world, maps from a decade ago would have been no problem at all.

As for whether there would be any problems on Tanzania's side after being away from the south for so long, Gawain was not as worried as Rebecca. He believed in Hetty's ability, and he was almost certain that Viscount Andrew would take the deal seriously—not in the character of the Viscount, but in his belief that the interests could bind the other party to the Cecil family. Before leaving the South, he arranged for Knight Philip to spread all kinds of gossip, which not only let everyone know about Gawain Cecil's resurrection, but also made the surviving Cecil subjects the focus of everyone's attention, and also made Viscount Andrew, who had taken those people in, have no choice - he could only continue to raise those refugees until the day when Gawain Cecil returned from the royal capital and everything was settled.

No matter how long the journey takes, the journey will have its end, and after two months of leaving the southern region, the towering walls of the city of Saint-Sunil finally appeared before Gawain and his party.

This is a city built on the plains, its scale is far from those poor and backward southern towns can be compared, the white city walls and neat patches of bright blue roofs are the city's greatest features, so it has two reputations: "Holy White City" and "Blue Roof Crown".

Since the founding emperor Charles I led his people to reclaim the fields on this plain 700 years ago, the city has undergone countless expansions and transformations, the most primitive earth and stone walls have long since ceased to exist, only a few monumental walls have been left in the old city of the city, and the newly built megalithic city walls are ten times larger than the original, the stones used to build the walls are all from the northern rock ridge and the eastern region of the hard stone, between the masonry and stone poured with molten copper and lead, and in such a thick and strong city wallEvery 100 meters, there is also a crystal blessed by the earth element to ensure that it will not crack and disintegrate—its level of luxury, the ancestors who pioneered here may not have dreamed of it.

Gawain stood under Sunil's walls, looking up at the stone bricks glittering in the sunlight, and found that there was no detail corresponding to it in his mind.

This city is not the same place as the small city that Gawain Cecil remembers.

With legal documents and reliable aristocratic identity certificates, Gawain and his party entered the city without any twists and turns.

His Majesty Francis II, the king who ruled the entire kingdom of Ansu, was waiting for these visitors from the south at his royal palace, the Silver Castle, especially for the arrival of a special guest from seven hundred years ago.

In fact, he had been waiting for many, many days, and was even waiting for a nervous breakdown.

The old ancestor is too TM to toss, this time the king said that he will not take you to play like this - the secret reports from all over the south and the intelligence of every town along the way from the south to the north almost never stops, the official information from officials at all levels and the gossip collected from the people can be piled up on the desk more than a meter high, and the content is at least more than a hundred versions - not including the dialect version, and no matter which version it is, its central content is about the old ancestor who suddenly opened the coffin and led the descendants straight to the royal capital, But only these messages kept coming day by day, and the old ancestor himself ......

Why don't you come!?

The plan made after receiving the secret letter from Viscount Andrew has long been abandoned, and the countermeasures discussed with the cronies and advisers have also failed one by one in the old ancestor's wanderings and swaggering through the city, and now the return of Gawain Cecil is well known - of course, considering the efficiency of information dissemination in this era, it is an exaggeration to say that everyone knows everything, but at least everyone must know about it among the merchants and minor nobles who have the ability to find out the news.

Then what Francis II could do became very limited.

Sitting in the Silver Castle, he met the returning legendary Grand Duke with great openness, talked to him with great openness, and then sent off this living ancestor with great openness.

At the very least, in every link that will be paid attention to, it must be upright and bright.

However, Gawain was not going to free His Majesty the King so quickly—or rather, his goal had been achieved in the first half of the day, and now he wanted to test the attitude of the King and the attitude of those around him, so he did not let the convoy go directly to Silver Fort in a low-key manner, but ordered all the soldiers to take out the flags that had been prepared in the car not long after entering the city.

The banner depicts the coat of arms of the Cecil family, and the sword and coat of arms of the royal family of Ansu, juxtaposed side by side, which Gawain reconstructed from memory as the Archduke of the South.

Even if there are only twelve big soldiers, they have to step out of the formation of the honor guard.

The Cecil family is indeed weakened, but even if it is weakened to the point where it is now, this family that once followed the previous king to expand the territory and the Wuli clan still retains the last bit of pride, defending the people and the land, and never compromising on the battlefield - Rebecca, who is only seventeen years old and can only use a fireball technique, can be said to be the weakest generation of lords in Cecil's history, and her martial arts are not good, and her brain may still be caught by the door, but she can lead the last few family soldiers to defend the castle and let the last civilians break out, It is the glory that has been passed down to this day.

Therefore, the Cecil family has the weakest fief in the south, but it still cultivates the best warriors in the south.

Even if only a dozen of these fighters are dead by now.

The soldiers raised their flags and lined up in two on their horses, looking at the insignia fluttering on the flag, they seemed to be infected and their heads were raised high, and behind them, Rebecca and Gawain had also disembarked from the cart and rode with the soldiers.

Byron was at the forefront, and the mercenary-turned-half-monk knight did his best to make himself look like a true nobleman, so as not to disgrace the face of the family to which he was loyal, but Gawain drove his horse to his side and whispered to him, "Relax—put aside the manners, some of us had even axes of logging on their backs when we got here." ”

At the end of the line, in the carriage that was supposed to be Gawain and Rebecca, there were now Miss Thieves and Betty, a dozing little maid.

"The aristocracy is a sick creature, isn't it?" Amber looked out of the car and poked Betty in the arm, "I have to go out for a ride if I don't sit in the car, I have a hole in my head." ”

Betty's head was little by little, and she looked as if she was nodding, but suddenly a small bubble of snot appeared.

Amber blinked at Betty, and suddenly noticed the pan that the other party had at hand, and immediately thought of mischievousness, and she used her excellent skills as a thief to quietly approach the pan......

Betty suddenly picked up the pan and hugged it in her arms, glaring at Amber with a stunned face: "Don't give it!" The master said, this is mine! ”

Amber: "......? ”